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it’d be too much of a hassle to wait? I had given him my word that I’d be there shortly after five. I was obliged to keep it. Besides, it wasn’t like I was getting much work done anyway.
     
    I knew I was trying to talk myself into leaving without finishing the work, but I didn’t care. I wanted to see Gavin, and my mind wasn’t in the work anyway.
     
    I picked up the stack of papers and put them into my desk drawer so they wouldn’t get lost. I’d come in early tomorrow and finish before Mimi even got in. She hadn’t specifically told me to stay after, so as long as I had everything done by the time she needed it, there wouldn’t be any problem.
     
    The office was mostly empty by the time I picked up the box and headed into the restroom. A couple associates and paralegals were scattered around, and I spotted at least one partner, but none of them paid me any attention as I carried the box into the bathroom. I went into the big stall at the end, a smile playing around my lips as I thought about what had happened the last time I’d entered the large stall in a restroom. Fortunately, this time, it was empty. I quickly undressed and folded the bra and panties I’d worn, putting them in the box. I pulled on the lingerie, my heart pounding as I did so. The color was the same rich red of the dress Gavin had given me for the gala, and as it had done then, it looked amazing against my skin. I wanted to see myself in it before I revealed it to Gavin.
     
    “Hello?” I called softly. My voice echoed off the tile walls, but no one answered. I opened the door a crack and peered out. It was empty. I didn’t need to actually walk out. I was across from the mirrors so all I had to do was open the door all the way and I’d be able to see what I looked like.
     
    I took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the door. My eyes widened. Wow. I hadn’t known I could look like that in something like this. The entire thing was sheer crimson lace and silk. It was strapless, and the bra hugged my breasts, the low cut showing off quite a bit of creamy flesh. The most startling thing, however, was that I could see the slightly darker circles of my nipples through it, but the effect wasn’t trashy. From the center of the bra, a thin strip of silk ran down my belly, breaking into two halfway down so that it went on either side of my bellybutton before connecting to the top of my panties. They, too, were see-through. Not completely transparent, they hinted at what was beneath without being crass. They were also tinier than anything I’d ever owned. They sat low on my hips, the waistband just above the thin layer of hair that covered my more intimate parts. The back was barely there, a strip of material that was only a fraction wider than a thong. Add to that the black thigh-high stockings I always wore and the heels I hadn’t bothered to take off and, for a moment, I saw myself as sexy. Not cute, not pretty, not even hot, but honest-to-goodness sexy.
     
    I closed the door and put my skirt and blouse back on. As I buttoned up my shirt, I was thankful that I’d worn the dark gray one rather than my usual white. I’d done it because I’d wanted to wear my black underwear to see Gavin, but now it meant that I could wear crimson without exposing myself to everyone.
     
    I carried the box back to my desk and discreetly transferred my panties and bra into my purse before throwing the box away. I didn’t want to have to carry it around. Then, overly conscious of what I was wearing beneath my business clothes, I left the building and headed for the club.
     
    No one even gave me a second glance as I flagged a cab, but I felt like everyone who even glanced at me knew what I was wearing, what I was doing. I kept my eyes focused straight ahead as I climbed into the car. I smiled politely as I gave the cab driver the address and tried not to think about if he knew what the club was. Krissy and Gavin were both right about not being